Posso won himself a pass to some far off moon
It was second class but what's to lose
And looking out his window he could more than assume
That you can't see air or time
Posso's the only rocketeer in the whole damn place
They gave him a mirror so he could talk to a face
He still got plenty lonely but that's just the case
With time, time, time
Started hearing voices sometime in June
He knew He could go crazy but didn't think that soon
Now he doesn't feel lonely but he'd just as soon
Try, try, try try
Man shot to the moon
Posso read a paperback and want to come home soon
Posso shot to the moon
Been there a half an hour, He wants to come home soon